earlier today i had the same nightmare of it being the week of finals, and aside from the stress of prepping for those classes, there was that one that i had not attended all semester, that there was no way to prepare for, that i was doomed to fail... there was that dream this afternoon...
and then: tonight... i had many many many dreams... one was that i was in a house, in the bottom floor... it was a house in the wilderness of the ... of waialua? which isn't necessary a wildnerness... but it is kind of a wilder place, more country. there were no walls between yards. i suppose i imagined if i grew up there... like a volleyball net set up in an in between field, which would require making friends with the kids of the neighborhood to play... in any case, i lived in a place like that. tumbleweed. and then one night, i was downstairs, and there was a rustling, and in came two axis deer. actually more. except they weren't axis deer. they sort of shapeshifted in between, and turned out to be kids. i tried to take pictures. there were other people coming into the house as well, hunters, scientists... and they were chasing these special axis deer. and they ended up kind of sleeping in our downstairs... i was downstairs trying to finish some sort of painting, a painting of some kind of a 3d object, a face of sorts, and in many parts, i was using some reddish orange paint that i was running out of... and then, it seemed, everyone downstairs woke up, and they were in some sort of buffet line to eat, and as they were in the line, they were commenting on my work. i recall my aunty kiyomi bein gin that line, commenting loudly...
so then, there were other parts of the dream... there was a play that was being put on, and i supposedly was the playwright, only i wasn't exactly proud of the work. i saw an awkward moment in dialogue where they were = they were trying to kiss this character, this ferdinand frog, in order to make him into a prince...
at the same time, i was walking out during the interlude, into a college campus field. and at one point, there was a killer who was after me. adn running up fro,m the lower part of the field to where the play was supposed to continue, i overheard a white clad antonio bandares summoning people to kill me. i was trying to draw attention to this from the crowd, but no one seemed to understand. so i was walking up the field, over spiked gates, through random knick knacks... and all the while antonio and his friends were following me. there was a point where we assisted some child in a stroller or something, but all the while, the intent was clear, not to lose sight of me, because i was the one that needed killing...
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